sleep.
the only solace in times like these.
away from consciousness and reality.
just rest, silence.
yet dreams slip in on occasion.
no escape from either the good or the bad.
thats why i'd rather end it on a good before departure.


i woke up to my alarm.
i woke up to the wrong alarm.
neither 0830 nor 0930.


you're still the one i run to
the one that i belong to
you're still the one i want for life
you're still the one that i love
the only one i dream of
you're still the one i kiss goodnight.

perfection at 3:47 PM